[Intro – 8 Bars | Fast UK MC | Filtered Reese | Tight, Urgent Delivery] They said I'd sink if I carried the weight, Funny how they only spoke when I started to break. Now I'm down where the daylight struggles to reach, Still got a mouthful of words and a reason to speak. [Verse 1 – 16 Bars | Relentless Fast UK MC | Dense Internal Rhymes | Crisp Diction] I've been deep in the trenches, defensive, relentless, A head full of sentences, half of 'em senseless. The past gets expensive when pride gets excessive, You pay for decisions you made in a second. I learnt about loyalty, learnt about loss, Learnt what a promise is actually worth. When you're down to your last and they're counting the cost, Funny how friendship gets measured in words. I've seen good people crumble from carrying grief, While the loudest in rooms never practise belief. I've been biting my tongue till it's hurting my teeth, Now I'm putting these thoughts on a hundred and three. No, wait, one-seven-four, let the rhythm correct me, Got a few more things that I need off my chest. You can question my methods and try to dissect me, But you can't write my story from where you were sat. [Hook – 8 Bars | Rapid Rhythmic Chant | Heavy Rolling Drums] Underwater, still talking, still walking the line, Got a head full of history, running through mine. They can bury the truth but it rises in time, Try to hold me beneath, I'm still making the climb. No air in my lungs but there's fire in my chest, Every mile that I've travelled left marks I respect. If the current gets stronger, I'll give it my best, I ain't finished my sentence, so don't call it the end. [Drop 1 – 32 Bars | Instrumental Only | Heavy Reese Roller] [Verse 2 – 16 Bars | Faster Technical MC | Multisyllabic Rhyme Chains] I was never the favourite, never the safest, Never the one they expected to make it. Built from the moments I wish I could change, And the nights when the truth was too ugly to face it. Got a catalogue packed with mistakes and regrets, A few names in my head that I'll never forget. I don't turn them to trophies or wear them for credit, Some debts stay unpaid and you learn to accept it. [Flow Switch – Double-Time | Precise Consonants] I'm analytical, cynical, painfully critical, Taking the literal, making it lyrical. Nothing is mythical, nothing's invincible, Life isn't simple or neat and predictable. I've been the villain in somebody's narrative, Made a few choices I wish I'd reconsidered. I'm not here pretending my hands have been innocent, Just trying to leave something better than bitterness. [Hook – 8 Bars | Fast MC | Tight Drum-Locked Rhythm] Underwater, still talking, still walking the line, Got a head full of history, running through mine. They can bury the truth but it rises in time, Try to hold me beneath, I'm still making the climb. No air in my lungs but there's fire in my chest, Every mile that I've travelled left marks I respect. If the current gets stronger, I'll give it my best, I ain't finished my sentence, so don't call it the end. [Drop 2 – 32 Bars | Instrumental Only | Evolving Reese Bass] [Bridge – 8 Bars | Fast, Controlled MC | Filtered Drums] They only see the surface, never see what's below, Never see what it costs when you're putting on a show. I've been carrying names that I won't let go, And a couple of goodbyes that I never got to know. I don't need understanding from a room full of strangers, Don't need every bad day turned into entertainment. Some things don't heal just because you can name them, Some people stay with you long after you've lost them. [Verse 3 – 16 Bars | Maximum Intensity | Rapid Technical Flow] Now I'm back with a reason, not chasing a ranking, Not fishing for compliments, fame or a standing. I've been through enough to know life isn't balanced, Some people get chances, some never get handed. I've been dragged by the current, been caught in the undertow, Trying to find where the broken bits ought to go. Every regret that I carry is part of the undertone, Some things you live with, you don't get to overcome. [Final Flow Switch – Relentless Double-Time | Crystal-Clear UK Diction] No manufactured emotion or scripted devotion, I'm sick of the slogans and empty promotion. I'm taking the pieces and keeping them moving, The truth isn't pretty but that's what I'm choosing. I don't need redemption delivered in verses, Don't need you deciding what's better or worse. I've spent half my life trying to find the right words, Now I'm underwater making damn sure I'm heard. [Final Drop – 64 Bars | Instrumental Only | Full Rolling Reese Bass] [Outro – Fast, Low UK MC | Drums Gradually Strip Away] You can weigh me down. You can watch me sink. You can tell the whole world what you reckon I think. But you don't get the last word. Underwater. Eren the Lost. Shin 981. [Final Atmospheric Fade]
